I can be killed (Pink Trigger)

Ah... Of course. It's about that time, isn't it? The dark backdrop... the pouring rain... I'd started my attack much too late and with barely had any time to maneuver. Even if George didn't realize it, his killing power was rising. Talking about lose flags: I raise another every chapter I go deeper into this story. The lightning flashed overhead, lighting up the white lenses of his glasses and hiding his stern expression. I cocked the hammer back... I prepared to fire... I raised my gun.

By the time I got my gun up to elbow height, George's foot was at my neck. "That's one point. Your heart isn't in this, Hip."

Dammit! You think your taekwondo has any chance against my magical armaments?! I had to pay Pink Trigger Power just to get into this route, you know! There's no way my story ends so pointlessly! [Lose Flag x2]

Feeling as though the rain was stifling me, I bent my hand to point the gun towards his exposed back. The leg that had come up earlier performed a swift axe-handle strike downward, smashing my arm with **** that was impossible to imagine from any human. Shiiit! I dropped my gun! But the gun is just a weapon! With the power of my magic, I can do anything! I can fuck Shannon right in front of you, Geeeorge! [Lose Flag x10]

Madly, I dashed towards Shannon, both hands glowing pink as I did my best imitation of Battler's Oppai Finger attack. I may have even had my tongue hanging out and drool slobbering out like one of those goats. I felt the same foot George had used earlier swat me in the ribs, shattering them. He hadn't even lowered his leg or changed his stance! Shannon looked like she was pitying me... I coughed and fell to one knee as George dropped his guard and approached me.

He he he he he he he he! You fool! I can make another gun at any time! I can heal my arms as long as I have the magic! In a battle of stamina and technique against magic, there's no way I can lose! [Lose Flag x50]

I grinned from ear to ear, raising my gun and firing off two shots. George swatted them both out of the air, raising his leg faster than my bullets could travel. Wait... Wait! George is a human, right? What's happening in this storyline?! As he approached, now entering a kickboxing stance...

I fell onto my forehead. I prostrated myself. I raised both hands into the air and clapped them together in surrender. "Ushiromiya George, I confess! I underestimated you! I know I've been a bad demon, so won't you spare me? I-I don't have a lot of time here! Your fiancee was just so lovely! I got carried away! Demons can't help themselves! This is my last chapter to accomplish anything on this route, so will you please let me live and click into the next chapter?" [Lose Flag x100]

George was smirking at me, that arrogant asswipe! "Of course I'll spare you. After all, I've seen no evidence you're even a demon. Now go. I was in the middle of something very important before your rudeness."

Ah... That hurts. That fucking hurts, you piece of shit! But I'll bear it. I'll thank him and bear it, tears streaming down my face, because as long as there's still another chapter, I have a chance to turn this route around. [Lose Flag x999999]

I took two steps off the gazebo's porch before a flash of lightning struck. It was so close that there was no delay in the peel of thunder. A bolt struck the ground beside the gazebo, immediately reducing me to ash. When the thunder ended, there was no evidence I'd even been there.

I could still picture him smiling. He probably just continued his confession like he and Shannon had dreamed it all up.

I never want to see those Handsome Spectacles again...